The following morning, I loved how beautiful you looked on the trees.
I also had to figure out how to get 6 inches of you off my car so I could drive to work. I've only seen this much of you on my car one other time in my life. I definitely was not prepared and my soaking wet knit gloves and wet socks proved that. And again, my neighbors were probably thinking, "that Alabama girl is crazy, is she scraping snow off her car with a Sprite box?" Yes neighbors. Yes I was.
But now it's a week later and you're still here. And it's freaking me out.
You're visiting Indy again tonight. The weatherman is saying you are going to leave half a foot of you're powdery goodness in the city overnight! I am a little more prepared for you to make an appearance this time since I now have some boots and a "snow brush". Whatever the hell that is. But I have three major problems with you.
1. You're making my car super dirty.
2. You're making it hard for me to walk.
Granted it's hard for me to walk most days anyway since I am such a klutz, but I had no idea how stinkin' hard it would be to walk on a sidewalk after you came to visit. I'm pretty sure you will claim me as a victim before the winter is over with.
3. You're making it freakin' cold.
But even though you aren't at the top of my Christmas list right now, I am still amazed by your beauty. But I definitely would rather enjoy you from inside. In my sweatpants. In front of a heater. With a warm beverage in my hands.